Moran looked at Bai Ningyuan, who was bruised and swollen at this time, and was lying straight on the ground in a large shape. Suddenly, he didn't care about his image. His eyes were a bit complicated and helpless.

If she had been with some unknown reason before, then by the time she had already reacted that Bai Ningyuan was taking the initiative to "beat".

Otherwise, she would not have given up on defense completely, and then rushed up again and again, with an indomitable aura, she was knocked to the ground again and again. The eyes staring straight at the ceiling above her head seemed to have lost their focal length and spirit. She didn't move for a long time, and only grew up her mouth, making an unpleasant breathing sound like a broken bellows and her violently undulating chest, which proved that he was still alive at this time.

Although she didn't know what was going on, she could still judge that Bai Ningyuan's situation was a little abnormal at this time.

After hesitating for a moment, she subconsciously found Zhang Zilin's phone call from her phone, but she got a prompt that the phone had been turned off.

Zhang Zilin turned off the phone, Zhang Yan and Liu Siying were both thousands of miles away again, Mo Lan couldn't help but sigh softly, glanced at Bai Ningyuan, who was still lying there as if he was indulging in love, turned around and found the safflower oil from the first aid kit on the side, poured it on his palm, and then applied it to Bai Ningyuan's face.

There is no way. Bai Ningyuan is now a well-known young rich man and a well-known figure. How could he appear in front of others with his current bruised and swollen face? But now his women cannot contact him, so she, the personal bodyguard, can do such things.

To be honest, looking at Bai Ningyuan's face, which was originally pretty handsome, was beaten like a pig's head by herself, she felt a little shocking. She subconsciously regretted whether it was too heavy to start the attack just now.

Bai Ningyuan lay motionless, letting Molanshi do it, and the swelling on his skin was as cold and tingling as if he had not noticed it at all.

The entire activity room was in a very uncomfortable and depressing situation.

"Moran, have you ever thought about getting married?"

Just as Moran carefully applied the wound to Bai Ningyuan, Bai Ningyuan's voice suddenly came from his ears.

Hearing this voice, Moran was stunned and subconsciously lowered his head and looked at Bai Ningyuan. However, he saw that Bai Ningyuan was still maintaining his previous appearance and his eyes were still staring at the ceiling.

If Molan hadn't been very familiar with Bai Ningyuan's voice, she would have almost subconsciously felt that she had auditory hallucinations.

But the question Bai Ningyuan asked was really strange.

"Why didn't you think about it? It's just that people with professions like me spend most of the year outside and almost no home. Besides, after seeing too many excellent people, it's hard to find someone who makes me feel moved, so this kind of thing should go with the flow."

I don’t know if it was because of the guilt in my heart at this time, Moran, who has always been taciturn and almost always kept meticulous and serious, actually opened up the conversation and said several words to Bai Ningyuan.

Perhaps because she felt that Moran had said too much today, even though Bai Ningyuan was still in a state of distractedness, she couldn't help but turn her head and looked at her in surprise.

"Go with the flow, go with the flow. Although that's the case, fate is invisible and intangible. Did it make up something to comfort yourself? It's just that you met the right person at the right time. But there are not so many coincidences in your life." Bai Ningyuan subconsciously followed Moran's words and expressed a small sigh.

"Yes, just like the people in this industry, although the domestic environment is relatively peaceful, there is nothing like that? They have been wandering on the edge of life and death. Maybe when a little thing will lose their lives, so thinking about it this way, it is better to live a good life in front of you." Today, Moran seemed to have a buff, and her mouth could not be closed again as soon as she opened it, which made Bai Ningyuan even doubt whether the bodyguard in front of him was pretended by someone else.

"Yes, having fun in time is an attitude, but in this world, people are plagued by all kinds of troubles, how many people can be so open-minded?" Bai Ningyuan showed a look of a bitter smile on his face, and he sighed softly.

"Boss, is something wrong with you today?" Hearing Bai Ningyuan's emotion, Moran looked at Bai Ningyuan and frowned and asked, but what greeted her doubt was just Bai Ningyuan's faint smile.

When he got up the next day, Bai Ningyuan felt a burning look on his face, and even his eyes were almost unable to open. He forced himself to walk to the mirror. When he saw the inhumane face in the mirror, he was shocked.

Well, look at this, you won’t have to go out for at least three or four days.

Fortunately, he was no longer the loser writer who was busy making a living in his previous life. After notifying Molan, he stayed there and lived a drunken life. It was rare to give himself a vacation and relax.

However, at this time, he could feel how deserted he was in this empty house. Even if it was filled with various precious furniture and electrical appliances, it still could not bring any popularity. Even the sunlight shining in became gloomy.

Bai Ningyuan felt that he was about to go crazy. Even if he was lying on the sofa watching a movie, he would lose all his mind and be restless.

As the afternoon approached, Bai Ningyuan took out the phone and called Zhang Junhao.

At around seven o'clock, Bai Ningyuan was hungry and his doorbell was finally ringing. After opening the door, Zhang Junhao appeared in his sight, holding a large bundle of meat skewers with a scent of fragrance in his hand.

However, when he saw Bai Ningyuan, Zhang Junhao, who was originally smiling, was shocked by his bruised nose and swollen face. He almost recognized him. After repeatedly confirming Bai Ningyuan's identity, he asked with concern: "I'll go, what's wrong with you? Someone beat him up?"

"I had an unruly battle with Moran last night, but she didn't stop it, that's it." Bai Ningyuan pushed the blame to Moran in an understatement. In many cases, subordinates often took the blame.

Zhang Junhao was not unfamiliar with Bai Ningyuan's Xishan villa. He found three or five plates in the kitchen and put the skewers in it. When he brought it out, Bai Ningyuan here had already moved out a bucket of Bitterberg.

Zhang Junhao, who has graduated for more than a year, has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to before. He has become completely mature and has no longer the immatureness of those students.

Because of Bai Ningyuan's influence, he started his business early and devoted himself to the business world to work hard. His experiences over the years have transformed his childish students from a small place.

He is still carrying out the daily management of Meitu.com. This website specializing in sharing various designs. After three or four years of promotion, it has now become one of the most websites for many domestic designers to log in every day, and is also a major platform for their daily work communication.

Meitu.com is no longer the "pheasant website" it used to be, but a medium-sized IT company with more than 300 fixed employees and own servers.

Last year, Gu Jingcheng, one of the original partners, finally took the career path according to the requirements of his family. Zhang Junhao redeemed all the shares he had and then conducted a new round of financing. In the end, a venture capital company took a fancy to the market development potential of Meitu.com and obtained 20% of the shares at a price of 150 million Chinese coins, making the market value of this company, which had just been established for three years, reaching 750 million yuan.

Although such achievements are not very impressive in the domestic Internet industry as vast as the ocean, don’t forget that Zhang Junhao is just a newly graduated student, but at this time he has become a CEO worth 150 million yuan, which is absolutely amazing.

And all this today is inseparable from his roommate Bai Ningyuan.

On weekdays, Zhang Junhao always looks so rigorous that he is a bit old-fashioned when he is in front of his subordinates. He is wearing suits and ties all year round, and there is no pleat on it. There is always a cold look in the eyes behind the black-framed glasses. However, in front of Bai Ningyuan, Zhang Junhao seems to have returned to the young student who is ignorant of the world.

The suit worth five digits was thrown on the sofa by him, and he pulled the tie in front of him and stuffed it into his pocket. Then, along with Bai Ningyuan, he sat on the ground casually, holding a skewers in one hand and a glass full of beer in the other. If his subordinates saw him like this, they would be so surprised that even their eyes fell out.

"To be honest, what's going on? I don't believe it. It's really like you said. Moran couldn't stop it." After drinking three glasses of wine, both of them were slightly drunk. At this time, Zhang Junhao stopped bragging to each other with Bai Ningyuan, but looked at him and asked in a deep voice.

Hearing Zhang Junhao's words, Bai Ningyuan's hand stuttered slightly, and the deliberately smile on his face slowly solidified. Then he turned his head and looked at Zhang Junhao who was looking at him.

If there is someone who can make him express his depression in his heart, then Zhang Junhao in front of him, as a good friend in the same dormitory as him, is definitely one of them.

He first drank the beer in the glass with a little confused face. After a long time, he whispered to Zhang Junhao: "I want to get married, but the bride is not Zhang Zilin..."

Zhang Junhao's hand couldn't help but tremble, and then he looked at Bai Ningyuan with disbelief...

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